Killing the game again, seeing True Dragon for the first time

Chen Li only brought some gifts for this visit, and left after chatting with Jiang Changsheng for two hours. He was already working in the capital, and it was not easy to find time to visit him.

  During the period, Chen Li also asked him how his martial arts are doing recently. He was very low-key, saying that he was still improving, but he didn't say how strong it was.

  He can't guarantee that Chen Li is not an enemy, so he is very careful when communicating.

  After half a month of Chen Li's departure, the new year comes.

  Jing Dynasty also has New Year's gift, which heralds the change of old and new.

  Soaring Dragon Temple is a place of monasticism, and the New Year is not lively.

  After the New Year, Meng Qiuhe came back with Disciples. There were 16 people when he went, and 20 people when he came back. Among them were three infants and five scruffy teenagers, which meant that four Disciples were lost.

Qing Ku also had a broken arm, and he was no longer as lively as before. Jiang Changsheng was surprised when he saw him, and asked about it, but Qing Ku laughed freely and peacefully, and recounted his encounters in the rivers and lakes.

  "Senior Brother, you are still right. The mountain is not as good as the mountain. There is no war, but there are people who are unpredictable."

  Qing Ku sighed, Jiang Changsheng is not easy to comfort, he can only patted his shoulder.

  The next day, Qing Ku was practicing martial arts in the courtyard early in the morning. The Disciples in the same courtyard had already known what happened to him and did not bother him. Jiang Changsheng practiced beside him after ringing the bell.

  He is used to practicing alone, which makes him feel safe.

  The return of this group of Disciples shocked the Soaring Dragon Temple for a long time, because even the Second Senior Brother was injured, and the world was more dangerous than they imagined.

It took a whole month for the topic of the rivers and lakes to disappear completely, and the Soaring Dragon Temple became more lively, because there were eight new Disciples and three children, which made Disciples often circle around them.

  Jiang Changsheng has completely mastered Vajra Roar and Qi Finger, and concentrates on Dao Law Nature Art.

  Martial arts focus on internal strength, internal strength is strong, cultivation outer sect martial arts is very easy, and Jiang Changsheng practices immortal cultivation technique!

  Jiang Changsheng's senses are already extremely powerful. He has felt that the True Qi of the three oldest disciples is far less than half of his. Even the True Qi of Daoist Priest Bright Void is only about the same as him, which is enough to see the immortal cultivation technique and Martial Arts cultivation technique gap.

  He is not arrogant, True Qi is only one aspect, and other factors must be considered for strength, even more how his body is still in the growth stage.

  Chen Li maintains a frequency of once every six months. Every time he sees him, Jiang Changsheng can feel his exhaustion. The once high-spirited and vigorously pointing out the murderer has also become a heavy and tired official.

The emperor's pursuit of Immortal Technique became more and more serious. He often got angry in the court, and officials were dismissed every now and then, which made the court officials feel turbulent.

  Time flies by.

  Kaiyuan fourteen years.

  Fourteen-year-old Jiang Changsheng is almost 1.7 meters tall. He has a handsome face. His long hair is casually tied behind his head with a straw rope, revealing his forehead, temples and shoulders. His appearance is outstanding in Soaring Dragon Temple, and some female disciples are right He heartfelt promise, but he was only obsessed with practicing kung fu.

  According to the Soaring Dragon Temple, if you want to start a family, you have to leave the temple and go down the mountain.

  This year, summer.

  On the clock tower, Chen Li sat on the ground, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said with anxious face, "Changsheng, aren't you hot? Why not escape the heat inside the house?"

Jiang Changsheng was meditating on the railing, seemingly about to fall down at any time, but steady as Mt. Tai, he closed his eyes and replied: "The mind is calm and cool."

  "You are more and more like the Daoist Priest Bright Void."

  Chen Li sighed, and then began to complain: "The Emperor Your Majesty is getting more and more stupid. He even asked people to dig a canal, running from the north to the south, and reaching the sea. This is not something that can be done in ten or twenty years. Listen To say that he just wanted to facilitate the delivery of medicine pills is simply absurd and outrageous!"

  Jiang Changsheng opened his eyes with a strange expression.

  canal?

  Isn't this Yang Guang's operation in Huaxia history?

  The more Chen Li talked, the more indignant he became. The construction of the canal required too much manpower, material and financial resources. Not to mention the strain on the treasury, it was difficult to return the people.

  "If this continues, we will have to fight again and attack other neighboring dynasties. Alas, the prosperity will be over."

  Chen Li said with a face of concern for the country and the people, and Jiang Changsheng was not comforted by this.

Look at this posture, if Jing Dynasty is really messed up, Soaring Dragon Temple is not safe either.

  Jiang Changsheng felt a sense of urgency in his heart. Although his True Qi was already far superior to the Daoist Priest Bright Void, he had so many enemies.

  You must hurry up and practice Dao Law Nature Art Fourth Layer!

  Chen Li said one hour and left, he couldn't take it anymore, he was about to faint from the heat.

  Jiang Changsheng watched him go, and found that Chen Li started to hunch a bit.

  What a waste of time.

  Although Jiang Changsheng is 14 years old, his past life and present life add up to more than 40 years old. He has always been sensitive to the passage of time.

  His body was in his youth, so he felt a feeling of one day on the mountain and one year down the mountain.

  1 month later.

Master brother Li Changqing approached Jiang Changsheng and asked him if he would like to go down the mountain to practice.

  Jiang Changsheng directly refused.

  Killing game again?

  Li Changqing left disappointed, after all, going down the mountain cannot be forced.

  Three days later, Li Changqing brought fifteen Disciples down the mountain, and the youngest of these Disciples was thirteen years old.

  Jiang Changsheng has been waiting for a tip.

  as expected.

  At noon the next day, a line of words jumped out before his eyes:

  [In the fourteenth year of Kaiyuan, the spies persuaded Brother Master to lure you down the mountain, but you refused, thus avoiding a murder and getting the reward for survival—miscellaneous art 'Time Calligraphy']

  calligraphy?

  Jiang Changsheng was disappointed, it seems that the size of the catastrophe will also determine the size of the reward.

In his spare time, he has completely mastered the Pill Refinement Technique he obtained before, but unfortunately he does not have the medicine cauldron to refine it.

  Calligraphy is not bad. Soaring Dragon Temple has always had dignitaries and guests come to recite poems and have fun. Most of the temples are the Four Treasures of the Study, which are all given by guests.

  It's also good to cultivate one's sentiments when you have nothing to do.

  After all, life here is really boring except for practicing.

  Jiang Changsheng needed pens, ink and paper that day, and practiced calligraphy in the house. While practicing calligraphy, he thought about spies.

  This is the second time, there is a way to find the spies. After all, Jiang Changsheng came down from the mountain twice. He only needs to ask the Master brother and the Second Senior Brother to compare them.

At night, Qing Ku returned to the house. He just finished washing his feet. He sat on the bed and wiped his feet with a cloth, and said, "Senior Brother Changsheng, the Emperor Your Majesty is coming to the Soaring Dragon Temple tomorrow. Do you want to go and see it? That's Today's Holy Majesty, it's hard to see in a lifetime."

  Hearing this, Jiang Changsheng's right hand shook slightly, and he asked calmly, "What's so interesting about the emperor, does he have one more mouth than us?"

  Qing Ku said with a smile: "Don't say that, be careful not to be spread, since you don't want to go, then don't go."

  Jiang Changsheng raised his hand, appreciating his own words, said with a smile: "It's not that I won't go, anyway, I have nothing to do."

  There are three words written on the white paper.

  Not a gentleman!

  ...

  At noon the next day, Jiang Changsheng was walking on the stone path between the courtyards. He had just completed the cultivation technique and was going to visit his Imperial Father.

A hundred zhang away, he has heard the discussion of the same sect Disciples.

  "Is that the emperor? You are so wise and mighty!"

  "Yes, it is said that the emperor practiced True Dragon Qi, like a dragon alive."

  "I'm curious if the Emperor has found the Immortal Pill."

  "Don't talk nonsense, if you are heard, you will be beheaded."

  The closer Jiang Changsheng was to Brightheart Hall, the less he heard, and soon heard Emperor Jiang Yuan talking to Daoist Priest Bright Void.

  When the two were reminiscing about the turbulent years, most of them were Jiang Yuan talking, mostly with emotion, and Daoist Priest Bright Void echoed, peacefully.

  Outside the courtyard near Brightheart Hall, there is a golden armor Guard strictly guarding it, so that no one else can approach it.

  Meng Qiuhe and a group of Disciples wrote on High Level, the only way for the emperor. This is a small stream that runs through the Soaring Dragon Mountain, and there is a small bridge across it. The flowers and plants on both sides of the stream are extremely dense, and a group of people are standing next to the small bridge. There were more than a dozen people in the stone pavilion, so crowded that the small pavilion couldn't even stand.

  Meng Qiuhe was bragging about what he had seen and heard during the last training session. Seeing Jiang Changsheng approaching, his eyes shined, and he said, "Rare guest, Junior Brother Jiang, why are you here? Come in quickly, and give up your seats quickly."

The three sitting Disciples got up quickly, and the other standing Disciples also moved out of the way.

  Jiang Changsheng is the only Disciple from Daoist Priest Bright Void who has said that he can cultivate freely and does not need to listen to sermons. His special status, coupled with his usual solitude, makes Disciples have a sense of distance from him and dare not easily offend him.

  Jiang Changsheng sat down in the booth, and asked with a smile, "Why does Second Senior Brother have the time to tell stories?"

  The three oldest disciples of Soaring Dragon Temple are all martial idiots. The master brother Li Changqing has excellent talent, while Meng Qiuhe has mediocre talent.

  Meng Qiuhe said with a smile: "Naturally, I came to see True Dragon Qi. It is rumored that the Holy One follows you like a dragon. How can you not say goodbye?"

  The word thanks is a bit level.

  Jiang Changsheng started chatting with the senior and junior brothers. For his arrival, all the Disciples felt fresh, and Meng Qiuhe was even more so.

  Meng Qiuhe was very curious about Jiang Changsheng's current strength. He approached Jiang Changsheng last year and proposed the idea of ​​competing, but Jiang Changsheng directly admitted defeat, saying that he was not qualified enough, and as a Senior Brother, he could not force a move, so he had to give up.

After one hour.

  A group of golden armor Guards approached, Daoist Priest Bright Void and Jiang Yuan's silhouette appeared in the sight of all Disciples, Disciples walked out of the stone pavilion one after another, knelt down and saluted, Jiang Changsheng did the same, prostrating his own father, there was nothing wrong with it .

  When Jiang Yuan approached, Jiang Changsheng couldn't help but raise his head, just in time to meet Jiang Yuan's eyes.

  Jiang Yuan was wearing a gold-bottomed dragon robe and a light imperial crown on his head. His face was majestic, and his temples were already graying. He happened to be walking, his eyes drooped, and just happened to meet Jiang Changsheng's raised eyes. Jiang Changsheng froze and quickly lowered his head .

  He fantasized about meeting Jiang Yuan in countless situations, and even thought about a direct showdown, but how to convince Jiang Yuan?

  There are no witnesses.

  Daoist Priest Bright Void just happened to save him outside the Imperial Palace.

  "The little Taoist priest raised his head."

Just when Jiang Changsheng was confused, Jiang Yuan's voice came, but he didn't look up, thinking that Jiang Yuan was calling other Disciples.

  Daoist Priest Bright Void's voice sounded: "Changsheng, Your Majesty is calling you."

  Jiang Changsheng raised his head subconsciously, and met Jiang Yuan's eyes again. He did not hide his nervousness, seeing that the emperor was not nervous, but there was something wrong with him.

  He noticed an old eunuch behind Jiang Yuan, with his head bowed and his back bent, his body bones were extremely weak, as if half of his body had been buried in the ground.

  The very powerful True Qi is stronger than Daoist Priest Bright Void!

  Jiang Changsheng remembered him. It was this Old Dog who brought him out of the Imperial Palace, but it wasn't this Old Dog who fought against Daoist Priest Bright Void. He was changed hands by many people on the way.

  Jiang Changsheng didn't pay much attention to the old eunuch, but lowered his eyes and said, "Meet Your Majesty."